‘My man likes to watch me play with myself like this.’ While twisting one nipple with one hand, she reached down to the thong with the other hand ...and rubbed the fabric covering her pussy. ‘He likes to watch me get wet.’ She pushed the fabric to the side and dipped a finger in between her lips. ‘He likes me to get wet so he can put things inside me.’ Wanda then pulled up the waistband and turned around to show how the thong was splitting her asscheeks. ‘Sometimes he likes to put things in my. I eased our speed as Alison accelerated. We swept through the entrance gates just as my gloved hands cleanched the steering wheel, as I emptied my seed into the mouth of my titled employer's wife. She quietly murmured her appreciation.By the time we pulled up in front of the great stone pile, all was normal. His Lordship was awake; Lady Alison, sitting upright, was freshening up her lipstick in the passenger seat; and their contented driver was now safely zipped up.I stood to attention, my cap. He led her to the foot of the bed and they kissed again. He found the zipper on her dress as she made quick work of unbuttoning his shirt and sliding it off his shoulders.He got her dress unzipped and it fell into a puddle of green fabric on the floor. He smiled seeing the green lace. She unhooked her bra and slid it off her shoulders. It joined her dress.He stripped off his dress pants and kissed her again laying her back on the bed. He slowly removed her panties then stood up and slid off his. I had to do it again. I turned to face my full length mirror. "Lisa, you're such a disgusting pervert." I said to the image in the glass. Yeah, I know I was looking at myself, but Lisa and I are so exactly alike that nobody but mom can tell us apart. She even says that after the Dryden change, she has trouble because we seem to have grown even closer in appearance."Look at yourself. Your beach ball tits both look like you're balancing a pink shot glass on them! Your nasty fourteen inch long.